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"Go to sleep," I said. "Dream about your migraines." And ail the things. Such a
beautiful world, really. But no music, no friends. If Earth had been hit by plague,
by fire, by war, by radiation, sterility, a thousand things, you name it, I'd still stand
"So go to sleep now, huh?" He said, "How old do you think Lori would have to be
before she can have babies?" "Sixteen," I said (guessing). "Now go to sleep." Day
five: we'll move everything nearer the river, like lemmings. Nathalie will start ...
We slept— we've gotten into the habit, it seems, of sleeping in stages: part in the
middle of the "afternoon," then a siege before the dark, then a kind of premature
wakefulness for a few hours until the twilight begins and depresses everybody.
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - crazybatcow - LibraryThing
I didn't like it. It started okay... seemed like it might be interesting, but then... it kinda went off the rails and ended up being some interior monologue between the main character and figments of ... Read full review
LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - Wattsian - LibraryThing
This is a really marvelous story about crash-landed space farers that deals with mortality, society, psychology, religion, feminism, politics and, most of all, the slow veil that falls as distractions go away and we are confronted Read full review